Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Day 4. And there's a thing.


Nothing to say.

Day 4 (Luke 4:1-44)

Incontrovertible Proof.

Was there an easier way?
Jumping from the temple roof
Angels swooping down to save
Incontrovertible proof.

But He took the harder step,
Sinless, took the harder fall.
When the temple fell to death
In dying, swooped and saved us all.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Day three - Visual poetry

The verses I based this on have always fascinated me.  I just really like them.  Reading them, imagining them; they're just really cool verses.
Oh, and this kind of formatting is strange.  I personally like visual poetry, but it really isn't for everyone.
Doesn't stop me putting it up though.


Day 3 (Mark 1:1-11)


“And Lo!  The Heavens                                                                    were o p e n e d .
I saw the spirit                                                                                           of God
De

scen

ding

like a dove


                L  I  G  H  T  I  N  G              
upon His shoulder”




       I
       don’t
understand
everything.But
what I understand,
                       as I can
                        Is that I know                                        we’re not worthy of this.


“And a voice came from           
H
E
V
A
E
N


“You are my beloved Son
In whom I am well pleased.”
.
.
.”

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Day 2 - The visitation (of a sort)

Day two, four days later.

(Luke 2:1-52)
It's ... Kind of what happened.


The Visitation.

The sheep were calm and came to fold early
Tonight – unusual disposition for
The bleating bunch – and so it seemed to be
An uneventful night through to the morn.

The moon beamed down a silhouetted gaze
That bathed us shepherds etched in flick’ring light
Till an abrupt glorious shining haze
Snuffed out the moon and dwarfed the firelight

“…Glory to God in the highest, and peace
On Earth… goodwill toward men …came to save…”
(The peace on earth explained the sheep at least.)
Our night given to hunt this swaddled babe.

We hurried down to Bethlehem to seek
The Christ, all night, at every Barn and Inn
Such was our fervour, villagers oft speak
Of Those shepherds unusual disposition!

Saturday, August 20, 2011

To Get Me Writing -or- Day 1

I'm going to do this thing called "30 days with Jesus."
30 days.  30 readings.  30 poems.

This is an idea I had to get me writing.  At the back of my bible, there's a list of reading plans.  One of them is called "30 days with Jesus."  It's 30 readings spread throughout the four gospels.  What I am going to do is use each reading as a basis to write a poem.
I have three main reasons for doing this:
  • To get me writing.
  • To help me understand the bible better.
  • To get me writing.
I'm also doing it to get me writing, to foster commitment (hence posting the poems up) and to get me writing.

There are some issues with it. 
Firstly, I'm not good enough to do one a day.  It's usually about one every two or three days.  Hope no-one minds.

Secondly, I don't really know for sure who actually reads my blog.  And if you don't really know the gospels, none of these poems are going to make a shred of sense. 
I'll leave the chapters and verses and you can look them up.
So, without further ado...


Day 1
(John 1:1-51)


I Am

I am

The voice of one crying in the wilderness:
“Make straight the way of the lord.”
He who comes after me is before me
As He was before me, and the sandals of His
I am not worthy to untie
That is who

I am.

Not Elijah
When you came from Jerusalem
To hear me confess:
“I am not the Christ.”
And not a prophet,
That is not who

I am.

Simon the son of Jonah
You came to get me to tell me
“We have found the Messiah.”
And I followed you, and became
Cephas.  And that is now who

I am

An Israelite indeed…
Though I don’t know how you know me
Yet you saw into me under the fig tree resting
Before Philip did,
Rabbi.  You are the Son of God and King of Israel
Because it seems you know (as you told me)
Exactly who

I am.

_________________

These are all dudes who appear in the first chapter.  John the baptist is the first two stanzas, and the other two guys pretty much introduce themselves and their signifigance.  Go look it up.